the nearby tables glanced over at us.
“No, I said I’m going to have a baby. I’m not pregnant yet. But I’m going to
be,” I explained and twirled my finger around the ends of my silver hair.
Gilly looked at me in shock. He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again and gave me a hissing sound.
“Abby, that kind of makes no sense to me. What do you mean you’re going to be pregnant? You aren’t even seeing anybody, unless you kept this guy a secret.”
“That’s just it. I’m going to just get pregnant. No serious dating, no fuss. None of that flim flam wimble, wimble. I just want the baby.”
Now his brows snapped together. “What are you saying to me? You think you can just grab some random guy and have a kid, and that’s it?”
“Yes, why can’t I just do that? Women get pregnant all the time and raise the kids by themselves. I’m going to do that. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
“I fail to see how you can’t see that there’s everything wrong with it. Abby, you can’t do that,” he argued.
I glared at him. I glared because I couldn’t see why he failed to see how easy this was and that it made me happy. He knew I’d been bordering on depression from this whole thing. I was going to be thirty in three months. He’d turned thirty, two months ago, and he’d be known forever as the guy who scored the winning touchdown for his team at the Super Bowl. He had made a name for himself, and people knew his talent far and wide.
Gilly had something to be proud of. My success so far hadn’t come from anything I’d earned. I’d been given everything all my life, and this was something I really wanted to do.
“Gilly, I’m shocked right now that you’re not happy for me. This is something good. I want a baby. Why is that so bad? Why can’t I just do that? It’s a brilliant plan.”
“It’s a dumb idea, Abby. You haven’t thought this out at all. It’s something that could have serious repercussions.”
“It won’t. I’ll have the baby and take care of it myself. The father won’t even have to do anything.”
“Do you hear yourself? You’d be better off going to a sperm bank than doing what you’re doing.” His frown deepened.
“No, I want it done the normal way. I want it that way because it will be more real to me. No matter what happens.” That was the one part I wanted to be real.
“With some random guy, Abby? You have to be so careful these days. There are all sorts of nutcases hanging around. You can’t just get with some random guy for this plan you think is so brilliant.”
I frowned. “It’s not really that random. I’ve made a list of potential guys I narrowed down on Tinder. Guys who want families. They even said so. Nice guys too.” God, maybe I shouldn’t have told him that part because the look on his face now was even more enraged.
“Tinder?” His voice actually rose by a whole octave and he reminded me of my father when he was mad. “Fucking hell, Abby. Everyone on there is there for sex. You can’t just pick someone and do this. It’s crazy. You’re crazy for thinking this will work.”
I absolutely hated it when he called me that. As if we didn’t get up to all manner of stuff together. Sure, I’d admit that I had the tendency to be a little more on the eccentric side, but I wasn’t crazy, and I wasn’t going to sit here with him calling me that and telling me how dumb my idea was.
I stood up, set my hands on my hips, and glowered at him.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Away. I’ve decided I’m not hungry.”
“Woman, you just got here.” His nostrils flared.
“I don’t care.”
“Abby, you can’t expect me to be on board with a fucked-up idea like that. What kind of friend would I be to just agree with you? What did everyone else say? I’ll bet they thought this was a pile of shit too.”
“Everyone? I’ve only told you because you were the most important. I foolishly thought you’d be happy for me. It’s a baby, Gilly. If I’d known you were going to act like an ass, I would have kept it to myself.”
“I’m the ass?” He widened his eyes again, giving me that incredulous stare that told me he really did think I was crazy.
“Yes, you’re the fucking asshole, and as of now I’m not talking to you.”
“Oh my God.” He sighed then started saying something else about shit, but I didn’t stay to hear the rest of whatever he had to say. I’d had enough.
It seemed some things were best kept to yourself. I hated arguing, and especially arguing with him. Sometimes I felt I relied on him too much because the damn universe chose him to be my lifeline, and when we argued, everything else felt like shit.
Well, not today. Everything else could go to hell except my plans.
I didn’t care what he thought.
I was still going to do it. This was my life. I wanted a baby, and no one was going to stop me.
My plan would kickstart tonight on my date with Jeff.
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